Jiang Xiaobai knows that just this year, in 1978, the national college entrance examination was officially held.
At this time, in the three dilapidated adobe houses of the Jianhua Brigade Headquarters in Shangma Commune, Shangdang City, everyone was quietly waiting for Jiang Xiaobai.
At this time, everyone didn't realize that what Jiang Xiaobai was thinking about was not the problem of one or two jobs they thought they were thinking about.
Or not exactly one or two jobs.
After a long time, Jiang Xiaobai stood up from the stool, looked at the dozen or so educated youths behind him and asked, "Do you believe me?" "
"Little White Brother, we believe in you." Wang Xiaojun was the first to speak.
"Brother Xiaobai, who do we believe if we don't believe you?" Liu Aiguo then said.
"Xiaobai, who do you say you want to beat?" Liu Feng rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and the dog jumped back in fright.
"Xiaobai, what do you say, we will listen to you."
"Little White Brother, what do you say..."
"Xiaobai..." The educated youth behind Jiang Xiaobai said one after another.
Huang Zhongfu's eyes have been looking out of the door from time to time, although this Jiang Xiaobai looks quite stable on weekdays, but after all, he is a young man, so he can't do it, if he does it, with his old arms and legs, he should run as soon as possible.
"Okay, thank you for your trust." Jiang Xiaobai was also a young man, and he was also excited when he saw the crowd behind him, living in this era, can he still be afraid of not being able to eat if he has advanced vision? It's just that I don't want to take risks.
But now that he was forced by life to take risks, Jiang Xiaobai turned his head to look at Huang Zhongfu and asked, "We can only take half a day by ourselves, but I have three requirements." "
Listening to Jiang Xiaobai's words, Huang Zhongfu breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, scared me to death, and hurriedly said: "You say, as long as I can do it, I absolutely support it." "
Dogdan's face softened, and at the same time, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the village was too poor, they wouldn't want to treat a group of young people like this.
"First, there are 15 of us, and 200 hours of work a year for a normal person is not much, right?" Jiang Xiaobai said and looked at Huang Zhongfu.
"Not much." Huang Zhongfu nodded and said, their group of educated youths are all alone, they have no home, and they have little to do, if they really work hard to earn work, they can earn about 250 in a year.
"Okay, that's half of 100 points, fifteen of us are 1,500 points, you take out a piece of land from the village that needs 1,500 points a year to be able to plant, and plant it for us, we promise that it won't be worse than other villagers, but if you don't work, you don't care."
Jiang Xiaobai looked at Huang Zhongfu and said word by word, this proposed by Jiang Xiaobai is equivalent to an alternative version of the household contract responsibility system, but the harvest still belongs to the collective, and it is their dozen educated youths who are contracted, not the family.
After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai waited for Huang Zhongfu's answer, as long as Huang Zhongfu agreed, there would be almost no problem.
Huang Zhongfu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you." In his opinion, there is nothing, those lands anyway, no matter who grows them, they need those labors, as long as the output and labor are the same, it doesn't matter.
Of course, the key point is that the harvest in the field still belongs to the village collective.
"The piece of land by the river is about 7 acres, and it normally takes 1,500 points to plant." After Huang Zhongfu finished speaking, he added: "Of course, we must ensure that the harvest cannot be worse than last year." "
Jiang Xiaobai nodded and continued: "The second requirement is that we need to exchange our labor for a part of food and money in advance this year, and the price will be calculated according to last year's labor price." "
"Okay, there is still food left in the village last year, and there is money, and the village just sold two old sows some time ago." Huang Zhongfu said without thinking about it, he was not afraid to give this group of educated youths in advance to run, at this time, food stamps are required for meals, and letters of introduction are required when going out, and there is no place to run if you want to.
"The third request, I want all those yellow peaches on the back mountain." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and continued, to say that there is nothing else in this Jianhua brigade, but the surrounding mountains are particularly rich in fruits when they are in season, and the most are yellow peaches, which are all over the mountains, but people don't realize that this is a resource at this time.
"No problem." Huang Zhongfu still agreed without hesitation, although Jiang Xiaobai's requests were strange, but there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
800 catties of cornmeal, 10 catties of white flour, 100 yuan, this is the income of the 15 educated youths who went to the Jianhua Brigade to join the queue for a year, including Jiang Xiaobai, and of course, Jiang Xiaobai grinded hard and soaked the two catties of pork that he asked for from Huang Zhongfu.
"Let's go, go home." Jiang Xiaobai carried the 100 yuan in his arms, waved his hand and took the lead out of the team headquarters.
Behind him are 14 educated youths carrying corn white flour, these 14 educated youths, from all over the world of the motherland, some are factory children, some are intellectuals, and other ingredients are not good, there are men and women, the youngest is only 15 or 6 years old, and the oldest is 23 or 4 years old.
At this moment, everyone's faces were filled with young and bright smiles, and they followed behind Jiang Xiaobai, they didn't know what it meant to take this step, or they didn't fully know what it meant.
"Go home." The 14 intellectuals behind him shouted, their faces full of excitement, and their lives had changed in the past, and they didn't know if this change was good or bad.
But they are hungry for change, and perhaps no matter how bad it is, it will not be much worse.